One of these is a Christmas gift for someone and the other is a Hogswatch gift to me:
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Then, I looked at my watch.
The Great War was a horrible clash of modern technology, famine, disease, revolution, and out-dated strategy. May we all shut up for one day and celebrate its end.
I am sorry our ancestors were thrust into such a hell, but proud of their bravery and devotion. Rest well, gentlemen.
Time to help the kids carve jack-o-lanterns.
But I do love this country. It is far from perfect, but there is no place on Earth I would rather be.
Today, as any other day, I will strap my G23 on my hip, slip my LCP into my pocket, toss a couple knives into various pockets, one of those knives will be a locking folder, take my kids to a parade, go to a cookout at my aunt’s house where things will be blown up and cows will be eaten, we will then head to a friend’s parents’ house for more of the same plus a beer, we will then go with them to watch the fireworks, the friend and I will touch off our own fireworks until the show begins.
I will whine later; today, I celebrate the country that sent my grandfather to chase the fascists from Africa and then Italy. And I wish that those enlisted men today come home from deployment alive and healthy as did he.
After having been detained in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, my Christmas gift from a friend arrives:
Remington SPR-18 in 30-06. Which is a re-branded Baikal IZH-18MN. I love single-shots, be they pistols, rifles, or shotguns. Simple, rugged, and unpretentious, break-actions are the ultimate in the working gun class.
This thing is light, has a perfectly servicable (if far from amazing) trigger, very accurate, is light-recoiling, and balances well in hand. The barrel has a very cool spiral pattern that I am still wondering how the factory accomplished at low-cost. After firing a round, the action is very stiff and needs to be de-shouldered to open, but it will smooth well. No ejector on this puppy, extractor only, so you get to pluck the fired casing from the chamber yourself. The sights are fine (as in thickness), and actually very nice. Located right behind the trigger, the safety is very quick and easy to use. Some safeties in that location on other guns manage to be fiddly, so it is a nice touch. For the price, the wood is nice, having an actual grain to it, but is still nothing to drool over.
I think I have a new woods-bumming/moose-hunting rifle.
Oh, also, because I am a class-act and carry myself with dignity and grace; I am having it engraved Moosefucker Express. The friend who gave it to me told me that I have to once I jokingly named his most genrous gift.
New computer isn’t here yet, so I’ve been having fun trying to get this old one to work. It does right now, so I’ll pound out a Holiday post.
A strange knock came at the door at 1800 EST yesterday, I armed myself to investigate.
This little bugger was left at the stoop, I didn’t se any wires or oil stains, so I guessed it wasn’t an IED. Still, better safe than sorry:
I’m going in:
I don’t want paperwork, this present sucks… wait, there is something under the file:
Oh, hell yes! But who is GL?
I’ve got an American brick to put on my Austrian brick:
Burn retinas, burn!!!
If this doesn’t say, “Get out of my kitchen!” Then I don’t know what does:
My lovely, generous bride, who deserves a man far better than me, bought this little Streamlight TLR-1 (the LED version, no strobe) to go with the G23 as my New Year’s present. I’ll take it out this evening and let you know how it works. The camera will most likely be forgotten, but I’ll try to remember it.
I have already had the light out in the yard, and well… Instant daylight about sums it up. And yes, I did flash myself (not on the gun, sheesh) and I can vouch for the fact that it hurts. Stop looking at me like that, you would do it too and you know it.